A poem put to words.
"Lewd Language"
I languish in a largess of lewd language
their loathing, less than latent, locates me
lonely, I loiter, looking for a loophole in life
until I lapse into a lethargic labyrinth
liquor lures me with its lovely lisp
as a libidinous lie liberates me
a letter left in lieu of life leaves little to be learned
-James Ryan
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